There’s no power this world has to offer No recognition this world has to give That I would not trade for the arms of my Savior This no ordinary man that carries us up our mountains Never an orphan, never without Him Looking back now I see where His light was Ever before me, ever behind me Looking back now I see where His light was Where His light was There’s no power this world has to offer No recognition this world has to give That I would not trade for the arms of my Savior This no ordinary man that carried me up my mountain Carried me up